Tonight the storm full of thunder
Not just rain but wind together,
The earth basks in merriness
The trees in wildest gyration
Birds and animals unto hiding,
Except for man still roaming
With machines and more machines!!
The yell of thunder
Nor the tears of the sky
Means anything to him.
The rain continuously comes
The light and sound cease not yet
In darkness the night is so beautiful
Like the painted sky in darkest clouds.
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